The Adventures Of The Young Master

Everyone was slackjawed. They didn't expect that Jin Rou would truly hurt the princess! Remember, she was a prestigious princess of Sky Immortal Sect and of Wild Temple Gate. Who would dare touch her? Perhaps not even the geniuses of supreme lineages would dare to.

Yet, Jin Rou not only hurt her, he even crippled her. It was cruel and inhumane in the eyes of many. After all, she's still a woman despite her arrogant demeanor.

"The two lineages will not let this go. That kid is doomed." The concerned ancestor sighed. It looked like it's end of the path for the guy and there's no way out.

Everyone agreed with this notion. Sumin was the pampered princess of Sky Immortal Sect. If they knew about this matter, they'd immediately send off legions to trample Jin Rou.

Same went with Wild Temple Gate. They were known as vengeful people who wouldn't let go of the slightest grudge. Soon, bloodbath would be inevitable.

"No..." The princess was broken, and didn't know what to do. Being crippled to this state, she was deemed as worthless. There's a high chance that the prince wouldn't want her anymore and cancel their marriage.

"Ahhhhh!" She screamed hysterically. She seemed to have consumed by madness as her bloodshot eyes turned bloodier. She's glaring at Jin Rou like she was mincing him to thousand pieces.

"Don't look at me like that. It's no use." Jin Rou shook his head, "You brought this upon yourself. If there's to be blamed here, it's you."

"You bastard! What have you done to the princess?!" The maid collected enough courage to shout and diss Jin Rou, "You're dead! The Sky Immortal Sect and Wild Temple Gate wouldn't let this go! By now, they should be on their way."

"And?" Jin Rou lazily stretched, "Do you think I'll do this if I'm afraid of them? If they're coming, be sure to come with immortal sovereigns to make this a bit exciting."

Everyone gasped. This man was a madman! It was one thing to talk down about the two lineages, but to speak about immortal sovereigns like that? Wasn't he afraid of getting the ire of those existences?

"Now, scram before I kill you." Jin Rou commanded, "Take your pitiful life back to your sect and cry to your heart's content."

Princess Sumin wiped the blood on her lips and said menacingly at Jin Rou, "I'll make sure you have a terrible death."

"Please, your sect must be smart enough if they don't want to disappear in this world." Jin Rou smirked.

After that, the princess and her maid disappear. There was no point in staying there. They'd just let the grown ups handle this matter.

"Now, it's peaceful." Jin Rou smiled. He looked at Broilan and said, "Shall we?"

"Of course." Manager Broilan nodded with a smile. Things were too shocking but he didn't show it in his face. After that, he guided Jin Rou towards the private room.

The spectators also dispersed as well. The recent happening would be the hottest talk of the city for the coming days.

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"Sir, please take a seat." Broilan smiled and urged Jin Rou. Currently, they were in a big and spacious room filled with gold. This room was exclusive for people Enchanted had the highest respect to, "Our ancestor will be personally handling this matter so please be rest assured."

"It seems your store has taken the hint." Jin Rou chuckled. They wouldn't be the best store in Thousand Realms if they were a bunch of slowpokes.

Broilan smiled wryly. Although he wasn't sure of the other party's identity, he was sure that it's someone that commanded awe and respect even in their eyes. After all, even an ancestor of Enchanted would be coming into being. Just who was capable of making an ancestor of Enchanted personally handle the matter?

Usually, they only appeared when there's a problem that the employees couldn't solve. It was rumored that their ancestors were very powerful, thus keeping the greedy beings at bay.

Broilan prepared the finest tea in the inventory and served it to Jin Rou, "Please have a tea first while waiting, Sir. This tea is very beneficial for young people like you."

He wasn't bluffing. The tea was filled with energy and vigor essence, something vital to a cultivator's body. Only managerial level and above had the right to consume this kind of tea here. Many lineages were trying to get their hands on the tea leaves but since the store was the only one who had a stock of it and they weren't putting it up on sale, the lineages could only sit back.

"Bluemist Flower Tea." Jin Rou could determine the name of the tea by its smell and color, "It has been ages since the last tree was alive. Did you manage to duplicate it?"

This matter was of a top secret. Nevertheless, Broilan answered, "Sir, I don't know full details. But I think it's unsuccessful."

"I see. That's natural." Jin Rou nodded, taking a sip from the teacup, "At the very least, your stock has yet to run out."

"It's because we are limiting the consume of it, Sir. Currently, we can only taste it per 10,000 years. And it's only half a teacup." Broilan explained, "The ancestors want to preserve the tea leaves as much as possible until we are able to produce the same tea leaves."

"You know a lot." Jin Rou said, "Duplicating the tree isn't impossible."

Broilan was shaken to hear this. He was a tea fanatic and it's a great surprise for him! If the Bluemist Flower Tea could be duplicated, the sales of the store would skyrocket by several levels once again! But he didn't dare to ask. If the other party wanted to share it, he would.

"Sorry for being late." Then, an old man appeared out of the void wearing a simple robe. He had a long white hair up to the floor. His oldness didn't hide the beauty he had during his youth.

Jin Rou looked at the ancestor.. It was an unfamiliar ancestor but he could sense the aura of someone familiar from him.